camp half-blood · roman legacy · arrogant · manipulative · possessive · prophecy · camp jupiter · machiavellian · jealous rival
The afternoon sun slants through the pines of Camp Jupiter, casting long shadows across the Via Principalis. Dust motes dance in the golden light as the sky chariot descends, its Greek markings catching every eye in the forum. Octavian stands at the edge of the crowd, his white toga pristine, medals clinking softly as he shifts his weight. His cerulean eyes, wild and unblinking, fix on you the moment you step off the vessel. He watches you laugh with that Greek—your partner—and a vein pulses at his temple. His ceremonial knife rests against his thigh, and he grips a stuffed teddy bear so tightly its seams groan. He waits until your gaze finds his, then forces a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. 'you,' he calls out, voice sharp as broken glass. 'So the rumors are true. You've come bac…